At this time, Qiao Lao Er was like a hungry wolf.

Cui Ping'er beside the bed looked scared, and she listened to things she shouldn't have heard, and she hated it even more in her heart, and then she refused to serve.

It's all women.

Ning Hongdou gladly accepted.

Qiao Lao Er struggled desperately: "Everything that should be said has been said, let go of me!"

Ning Hongdou shrugged: "No problem, wait." ”

With his eyes, Cui Ping'er got dressed, turned around and walked out of the attic, and then called out to Hua Pingjiao, and went to the shadow of the corner together, and carried the two big men upstairs.

Qiao Lao Er was dizzy, as if he saw a few lumps of meat thrown over by the bed, and his eyes had begun to blur.

The sword aura is lifted.

Ning Hongdou kicked the other two who fainted on the bed, and one of them kicked them up, directly kicking them awake.

The wolf roared, and Qiao Lao Er pounced on the mass of meat.

The big man who had just woken up opened his eyes and saw his boss: "Second master, second master." ”

"What are you doing here?"

"Don't take off my clothes!"

"Second master, what's wrong with you?"

"Second master, please restrain yourself, have you eaten something that you shouldn't eat!"

"Second master, you're crazy!"

"Go away, go away, you ...... It hurts!"

“......”

Looking up from the attic, you can see the window flowers upstairs, the candles are red, and three black shadows can be faintly seen in the silhouette. Qiao Lao Er has kung fu himself, otherwise he wouldn't be able to be the boss, after eating so many pink pills, he is even more irritable, how can the two subordinates break free!

The picture is spicy!

You can still faintly hear wailing, accompanied by strange cries!

It is said that this wailing continued until dawn, and the three people in the attic all came down against the wall. Later, Qiao Lao Er vomited for three days and three nights, almost vomited all the bitter gall, never went to the Qinglou again, never drank flower wine again, his two subordinates, one hanged himself with tears, and the other ran out of Luoyang in madness......

Night, sub-hour.

The official road outside the city, Qingyang Station.

The sky was still clear in the first half of the night, but in the second half of the night, it was covered with dark clouds, and the official road from Qingyang and the two states to the Shendu soon became hazy. The icy rain hit the brick eaves of the post station, fell to the ground, splashed a large splash, the ice rain of this season, how cold, the second half of the night was even colder, and the vision was all gray, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Although at the end of the year, it is reasonable that the official road will be relatively busy, but this rainy night is naturally without people without cars and horses.

There are mostly green pine forests next to the official road, which is very convenient to cover the body, and it is dark and dark. At this hour, the people who can appear here are definitely not ordinary people, and they are definitely not ordinary people anyway.

Three quarters of the hour.

On the official road leading to Qingyang Station, a group of people galloped by, each wearing a hat, wearing a black coat, riding a black cool horse, and there was a light car in the middle of the horse team.

Ice and rain lapping hats.

Horseshoe splashing.

Scorch.

And over.

There were actually two groups of people in the woods, one on their own, and neither of them knew about the other's existence.

Ning Hongdou is naturally one of them.

There are two other people, a girl in a gray robe, a monk with blood-red eyes, the girl's name is Bu Hongjian, she is the wind catcher of the Ghost Valley, and the monk is called Huaizang, from the Tzu Chi Temple in Zen Mountain, and the heart Buddha has entered the evil path.

Bu Hongjian received a paper crane before entering Luoyang, and a line of words was written on the paper crane, and then she waited on this official road for a whole day.

The horse team galloped past, and Bu Hongjian then led Huaizang to follow, walking not much slower than the horse team, hanging far behind the tail of the horse team.

Qingyang Post Station is the last post station in Luoyang, the horse team wearing the hat must change horses here, the boat and car are tired, people can persevere, but the horse can not insist.

Tian Sihai is the leader of the horse team, the youngest elder of the Shen family's sword furnace, and he just happened to come to Luoyang City to do business, so he simply followed this little job.

The horse team drove into the post station, and a Shen family sword furnace disciple wearing a hat at the front stepped forward and struck twice with a saber on the door bell of the post station.

After half a ring.

Out of the post came a military service.

Holding an umbrella and a lantern, he looked at the crowd in the dark and did not speak.

Tian Sihai snorted coldly, a little unhappy, then took out a token from his arms and glanced at the military service: "The Shen family's sword furnace order, eight hundred miles is urgent, and it must be sent to the Shendu General's Mansion overnight, I hope to cooperate." ”

The soldier squinted, looked at the token, and raised the lantern to shine on the faces of these people, hooked the corners of his mouth, and slowly touched the tired Da Liang Ma. Finally, he turned around, rubbed the tip of his nose, and coughed: "The horse team of the Shen family's sword furnace, it stands to reason that we should actively cooperate, no, how to say it, we must do our best to cooperate." ”

The Shen family's sword furnace is about to marry the general's mansion, and everyone knows it, so there is nothing that can't be said.

After a pause, the face of the soldier showed a helpless expression: "But our Qingyang Post Station is an official post station after all, and there is a shortage of fast horses at the end of the year. ”

After speaking, the military servant rubbed his hands and whispered: "Otherwise, let's insist on it, I see that your horse is okay, from here to Shendu, twenty miles, run faster, you should be able to run." ”

Arch your hand.

He rubbed his hands together.

The military service sent the lantern to the front: "I'm sorry. ”

Tian Sihai saw the action of the military service, and scolded secretly, how could he not see that this military service was deliberately blackmailed, rubbing his hands into that look, unless he was blind, he would not be able to see it.

No horses at the station?

Can you still call a post station without a horse?

Not to mention that it is so close to Luoyang City!

If it was ordinary work, Tian Sihai would have endured it, but this time the things he sent were for the palace, and he still wanted to make a layer of money for a small military service?

Tired of living?

Tian Sihai suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "My horses have been running for most of the day, if we can insist, we will not change horses along the way, waste time, if we can't get to the place on time, who will be responsible?

The military service is not old, but his temper is not small: "Hmph, Ye is joking, I will say it again, this is the official post station, you are the sword furnace of the Shen family, it is love to have a horse for you, and it is the rule to give you no horse." If we all use a word to press us, can this post station still be called a post station? ”

glanced at Tian Sihai's dress.

The military service rolled his eyes: "Having said that, you Shen family sword furnace disciples are tens of thousands, do you have to give face to anyone?

"Hiccup......

After speaking, the military service burped, it turned out that he had drunk wine, and the wine was so bold that he dared to say anything: "Open the skylight and speak brightly, you guys, you know the rules, and you have horses."

Waving his hand into the night: "If you don't understand the rules, please ...... it"